9/1/2020

I smile,
But you can’t see it.
I speak,
But my words are hard to hear.
I’m distant,
But I’m not avoiding you,
I’m trapped in a box,
But not by my own choosing.

I walk,
But I arrive nowhere.
I hide,
But I leave before I’m found.
I’m quiet,
But I have more to say than ever.
I’m weary,
But not physically.

I contemplate,
But I don’t understand.
I look,
But I can’t find the answers.
I’m praying,
And God is still my Reliant One.
I’m holding,
And my God is still unshifting.

I smile,
And my God sees it.
I speak,
And my faint words are heard.
I’m distant,
But He’s always beside me.
I’m weary,
But He gives me His strength.